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Jersey Time

If you read my profile you know that my mom and I are reality tv junkies. Although, Jersey Shore which is on the top of my list has not been viewed by her. I look forward to my Thursday nights with the Jersey Shore. So last night there was a lot of focus on Vinny and his anxiety attacks. Everyone worked hard on trying to convince him that he was in a rut, but he decided to leave anyway. I think he'll be back...don't you? Good old Pauly D brought back a girl from Karma that turned out to be a kleptomaniac. They slept together in the smoosh room and when he left to call her a cab, in her pants went his gold/diamond chain. How many of you thought she'd return? Of course she did wearing the chain and sporting a bikini - come on, wouldn't you return to a hit reality show? Furthermore, Pauly D was feeling pale from being in Italy, but his tanning resulted in him burning his face, "Pauly D problem." As for the little pistol Snooki, she's still dealing with the drama of her sleeping or not sleeping with The Situation. It's all a mystery at this point and the world may never know, but Jaonni (her boyfriend) has been cooking for The Situation along with wearing his clothes...hmm. What do you think the truth is? Tune in with me every Thursday night for the Jersey Shore...Vinny, if you don't come back I will be the new roommate! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jersey_Shore_(TV_series)

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  1. I love Jersey Shore!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U better come back Vinny evryone misses you. I love you guys

    Love you Nama and Kels

    Love,
    Madi

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